Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 199 Complete Collapse
"Running rampant?" Zhang Hao sneered, then waved his hand. A dozen of his men immediately surrounded him. "Today's shipment of goods won't leave if I say so. You want to stop us? Try it?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, people on both sides had already clenched their weapons, and a conflict could break out at any time.

"Try it?" A low voice came from the darkness, and everyone was stunned.

Qiu San walked out of a black car, followed by a dozen of his men. His eyes were like knives, sweeping across Zhang Hao, and his tone was so cold that it made people shudder: "Zhang Hao, do you really not know the rules of Wan Chai, or do you think you can change the rules?"

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Qiu San, this is no longer your territory. If your people dare to defend it, my people will dare to fight."

Qiu San walked forward, only one step away from Zhang Hao. His eyes locked onto Zhang Hao like a hawk, and he said in a low voice: "You can try and see how many of your people can return alive."

Cold sweat oozed from Zhang Hao's forehead. Although his men outnumbered them, Qiu San's aura was so overwhelming that they dared hardly move.

"Let's go!" Zhang Hao finally said this, turned around and left with his people.

The trucks restarted and the convoy continued to move forward. The whole road was silent. Qiu San stood there, watching the convoy go away, with a cold smile in his eyes.

"Su Hanze, how long can you endure?" Qiu San whispered to himself, as if he was talking to himself.

Qiu San stood on the street, watching the delivery trucks drive away until the last one disappeared from sight. He took a deep breath, and the wind in the cold night brushed his face, but did not take away the coldness in his eyes. He turned to A Bin beside him and said, "The owners of the goods saw what happened tonight. Su Hanze has tolerated it now, but next time, he will not let go so easily."

Ah Bin nodded and whispered, "Third Brother Qiu, what should we do next? Su Hanze's people will definitely not give up."

Qiu San's eyes swept across the shadows on the street, and he said in a low voice: "Su Hanze is now waiting for an opportunity, waiting for us to reveal a flaw. So, the next step is to turn the tables and completely disrupt his layout."

A Bin frowned, feeling a little uneasy: "But Su Hanze's people have been keeping a close eye on us these days. If we want to fight back, I'm afraid we'll have to take a big risk."

Qiu San sneered, his voice as cold as ice: "Risks are reserved for those who want to win but don't dare to fight. Wan Chai's situation cannot be defended by defense. If we want to take over this territory, we must let everyone know who is the real king."

The next morning, the air in Wan Chai was filled with a sense of tension. Although the conflict last night did not break out completely, the news had spread. The cargo owners at the East Pier were glad that their cargo was delivered safely, but they were also worried about Su Hanze's next move.

"Brother Qiu, what happened last night has caused a big reaction among the cargo owners." A Bin stood in Shengrongtang's office, with a trace of fatigue on his face, but more of excitement. "Now almost everyone knows that only by following us can the cargo be shipped steadily."

Qiu San sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. The aroma of tea rose, but he just took a sip. His eyes were still deep, as if he was looking at something far away: "The matter at the East Pier is just the beginning, the real situation has just begun."

"But, Su Hanze..." Ah Bin hesitated for a moment and said tentatively, "Although they retreated last night, they will definitely not give up. Should we now..."

"Are you afraid of Su Hanze?" Qiu San's voice suddenly turned cold and he looked up at Abin.

A Bin was shocked and shook his head quickly: "I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that he will make a bigger move."

Qiu San put down his teacup, stood up, and walked to the window. He looked down at the streets of Wan Chai, and said in a low but firm voice: "Su Hanze will indeed make a move, but the more anxious he is to make a move, the easier it will be to be exposed. He already lost once last night, and next time, it won't be as simple as retreating."

Abin nodded. Although he was still a little worried, Qiu San's confidence made him unable to refute.

At the same time, Su Hanze sat on the top floor of the Dynasty Nightclub with a gloomy look. There were several documents in front of him, and the voices of his subordinates' reports echoed in the room.

"Brother Ze, what happened last night has spread. The cargo owners at the East Pier are now basically on Qiu San's side. Our brothers failed to stop the cargo and were forced to retreat by Qiu San's men." Ah Kuan stood aside and whispered, "Now the cargo owners' confidence in us is getting lower and lower. If this continues..."

"Shut up!" Su Hanze slammed the table, his eyes stabbing at A Kuan like a knife, "Do I need you to tell me how bad the situation is?"

A Kuan lowered his head and dared not speak again.

Su Hanze slowly stood up, walked to the French window, and looked down at the night view of Wan Chai. His voice was low and cold: "Qiu San has completely torn my face this time. He thought I would endure it. But he forgot that in Wan Chai, there is only one voice that can give orders, and that is me."

"Brother Ze, what do you mean..." A Kuan asked tentatively.

"Give me a chance." Su Hanze turned around slowly, his eyes full of murderous intent, "I want Qiu San's people to pay the price. Not only his people, but also his so-called allies and cargo owners. None of them can escape."

Ah Kuan hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Brother Ze, Qiu San's plan is very complicated. If we confront him head-on..."

"Head-on confrontation?" Su Hanze sneered and interrupted Ah Kuan. "Doesn't Qiu San like to play it safe? Then I will let him collapse on his own. I will hollow out his subordinates and allies one by one until he has no capital left to play it safe."

Ah Kuan nodded in agreement and left to make arrangements.

Qiu San stood in front of the window. Wan Chai was brightly lit outside the window, but his eyes were cold and deep. He slowly took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke dispersed under the dim light, seeming to merge with the complicated chess game in his mind. Ah Bin stood quietly by, waiting for Qiu San's instructions.

"Third Brother Qiu, the news just came in that Su Hanze's people have deployed personnel on several important freight routes." A Bin broke the silence and whispered, "Several cargo owners are beginning to waver. They are afraid that they will get into trouble if they take our route."

Qiu San slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wave? These people have never believed in us. They only believe in the immediate benefits."

"But now the pressure on the cargo routes is too great. If it is not resolved quickly, it will probably shake the confidence of more people." Abin's tone was a little anxious.

"Let them waver if they want." Qiu San put out his cigarette in the ashtray, turned to look at A Bin, and said in a cold tone, "Su Hanze thought that he could make me, Qiu San, bow my head just by blocking a few cargo routes? He really underestimated how deep the water in Wan Chai is."

"Then what do we do next..." Abin asked tentatively.

"Watch Su Hanze's every move." Qiu San's eyes were like those of an eagle, sharp and cold. "If he takes action, then let him be completely exposed. I want to know how many people he sent, how many resources he used, and even his escape route. I want to know everything clearly."

A Bin nodded, his eyes full of admiration: "I see, I'll arrange for someone to check it out right away."

"Also," Qiu San walked back to the table, picked up a document, and spoke in a more relaxed tone, "Go and inform those cargo owners who are still waiting and say that my road is always open. But remember, there is only one chance. If they pass this village, they will never be able to take this road again."

"Yes." Abin turned and left immediately.

The next morning, the atmosphere in Wan Chai became increasingly tense. Su Hanze's actions became more frequent, intercepting goods, harassing, and threatening. His men almost messed up Qiu San's shipping route. At the same time, Qiu San's men behaved unusually calmly, seemingly completely unaffected by these provocations.

"Brother Ze, our people intercepted another batch of Qiu San's goods last night." Ah Kuan stood in Su Hanze's office, with a hint of pride in his tone, "Several cargo owners at the East Pier have begun to approach us." Su Hanze sat behind his desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes deep and calm: "Approach? These people are not approaching, but trying to find a safe way. They don't trust Qiu San, and they won't completely trust us."

"So what should we do next?" A Kuan asked.

"Keep putting pressure on Qiu San." Su Hanze's tone was chilling. "Make sure his people can't protect the cargo routes, and make his cargo owners completely lose confidence in him."

"I understand." A Kuan nodded and turned to leave.

Su Hanze stood up, walked to the French window, and looked into the distance. He knew that Qiu San was a strong opponent, but because of this, he was even more excited. Only by defeating such an opponent could he completely control Wan Chai.

A few days later, the situation in Wan Chai escalated completely. Su Hanze's people began to create more trouble on the cargo road, and even directly robbed Qiu San's cargo. At the same time, some small gangs began to stir, trying to get a share of the chaos.

"Brother Qiu, this is bad!" A Bin hurriedly pushed open the office door, his face full of anxiety. "Su Hanze's people robbed another batch of goods last night and injured several of our brothers. The owners are now complaining that we can't protect the goods."

Qiu San sat on the chair, tapping the table with his fingers, but there was no panic on his face. His eyes were still calm, as if he was thinking about something.

"Abin, Su Hanze's movements are becoming more and more urgent." Qiu San said lightly.

"Yes, but our current situation..." Abin's tone was filled with obvious worry.

"No matter how bad the situation is, it's better than Su Hanze's." Qiu San's eyes flashed with a cold light, "He is trying his best to crush us now, but he forgot that the more he moves, the more loopholes he will have."

"But, brothers, we can't hold on any longer." Abin sighed, "If this continues, our cargo routes will really collapse."

Qiu San stood up, walked to the window, took a deep breath, and said with determination: "Abin, go and get ready. This time, I want Su Hanze to understand that he can't hold Wan Chai in his hands."

"What are you preparing for?" A Bin was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and his eyes became more nervous. "Third Brother Qiu, are you going to... fight back?"

"It's time." Qiu San turned around, his eyes cold, "We have been waiting for so long, waiting for him to show his weakness. Now, every step he takes is wrong, we just need to give him a push, that's all."

As night fell, the streets of Wan Chai were brightly lit, but there was a strange sense of tension in the air. Qiu San's men had already begun to gather, and they were scattered on various key freight routes, quietly waiting for instructions.

"Brother Qiu San, everyone is here." Abin stood aside and said in a low voice.

Qiu San nodded, with a murderous look in his eyes: "Very good. Tonight, let Su Hanze's people know what a real counterattack is."

Qiu San leaned back in the back seat of the black car, staring at the night view outside through the car window. The lights of Wan Chai were reflected in his pupils, but his eyes were as cold as ice. His hands were lightly clasped on his knees, and each move was like thinking before playing chess.

Ah Bin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at him and asked cautiously, "Third Brother Qiu, are you sure you want to do this tonight? Su Hanze's people have deployed many locations. Although our people are ready, if we have to fight head-on..."

A sneer appeared on Qiu San's lips, and his voice was low: "Abin, do you know where Su Hanze is wrong?"

Abin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"He thought he had grasped the lifeline of Wan Chai, and that I, Qiu San, could only guard the road." Qiu San lit a cigarette, and the smoke filled the narrow carriage. "But he didn't know that the cargo road is dead, and the human heart is alive. He made the cargo owners afraid, but he didn't make them trust him. This is his flaw."

A Bin nodded, suddenly realizing, "Are you going to take advantage of tonight to completely turn the tables?"

"That's right." Qiu San gently put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray in the car, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "Tonight, I want to let the whole Wan Chai know who is the real controller."

The East Pier of Wan Chai was brightly lit. Su Hanze's men had already occupied several key positions in advance. They were armed with weapons and had tense expressions, obviously trying to stop any trucks trying to pass through. The leader, Zhang Hao, stood at the entrance of the pier and sneered at his men beside him, saying, "If Qiu San's men dare to come, they will go back lying down tonight."

"Brother Zhang, Qiu San's team is quite large this time. I heard that even Abin is leading the team himself." A younger brother whispered, with a hint of trepidation in his tone.

"Who the hell is Ah Bin?" Zhang Hao sneered. "No matter how capable Qiu San is, he only has a few people. Tonight I will make him completely ruin his plan!"

However, just as he finished speaking, the lights of the trucks in the distance lit up. Trucks after trucks slowly drove along the main road, and the lights on the front of the trucks pierced the darkness and shone directly on Su Hanze's face.

"Here they come!" The smile on Zhang Hao's face disappeared instantly. He raised his hand and signaled his men to prepare to intercept.

As the convoy approached, a group of men in black suddenly emerged from the shadows beside the truck. They were armed with weapons and quickly blocked the retreat of Zhang Hao and his men. The leader, Abin, walked forward slowly with a sneer on his face: "Zhang Hao, do your men want to block our way tonight, or do they want to die?"

Zhang Hao's face changed, but he quickly pretended to be calm: "Abin, this is our territory. You brought so many people here, are you trying to make a big fuss?"

"Make a big fuss?" Ah Bin sneered, his tone cold, "You guys have caused such a mess in Wan Chai, are you still afraid that I will make a big fuss? Tonight, I want to pass this road clearly, if you dare to stop me, just try."

Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, and glanced around. Although his men had the advantage of terrain, the other side was clearly well prepared, and he did not dare to take action for a moment.

At the moment he hesitated, a black car slowly stopped behind the convoy. Qiu San got out of the car and stood under the street light, his face cold and indifferent. He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly but steadily, like a beast about to attack.

"Zhang Hao." Qiu San's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. "The road in Wan Chai is for goods to pass, not for people like you to block it."

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm: "Qiu San, this is already our territory. If your people want to force their way in, don't blame me for being rude."

"Territory?" Qiu San sneered, his eyes sweeping across him like a sharp blade, "Every inch of Wan Chai is supported by rules. When you, Su Hanze's people, break the rules, you should think clearly about how long you can hold on."

Zhang Hao's palms were covered in cold sweat. He knew that Qiu San's meaning was very clear: if he couldn't block this road tonight, Su Hanze's prestige in Wan Chai would be completely destroyed.

"Qiu San, don't be too complacent!" Zhang Hao threatened, gritting his teeth, "Brother Ze's people will be here soon, and none of your people will be able to leave here tonight!"

"Then let's give it a try." Qiu San's tone was cold. He then turned to look at Abin and waved his hand gently.

(End of this chapter)